Thursday, October 27, 2005

No posts lately and for that, I'm nearly sorry. But it isn't my fault entirely.

Guess what, bitches? I was on the front page of a regional newspaper today! Well, something I wrote and a link to one of my websites was.These people did a ghost hunt and brought along the newspaper crew and the newspaper found my site and copied some of what I wrote and put it in their article along with the URL to the site.Now, they may or may not have violated my copyright but... I don't fuckin' care.

Free hits and publicity, bitches.

Seriously... My hits on http://ghosthunters.djara.com/ have like... gone up 600% and people are actually reading my stuff. I'm even getting emails from people... Wow.

In other news, a 'friend' of mine is apparently in jail for molesting his 12 year old cousin. He'll probably get what he deserves in jail, though. I mean, he's gay so I'm sure the ass-sex won't bug him but he's really feminine so they're gonna probably wear him out.He's kind of a pretentious dick, though, so let 'em harm him. He's cool at times but dude's like 25 and he sodomized a 12 year old... and it was a family member!

Maybe now I can go to clubs with another gay friend of mine who the other guy was always jealous of.Just so you guys know, I'm not gay and I'm not bisexual. But gay clubs are fun. Gay people themselves are fun. They're just cool people. I mean, some are assholes as is the case with any sort of person but... yeah.

George W. Bush blows. The extreme left made him all but change his mind for his supreme court nomination and he's gonna blame it on people who just wanted to know more about what kind of person she was. The cunt.

Rosa Parks died. That kind of sucks. She was on my list of people I wanted to meet before one of us died. What a hero, though. The woman was like 94 and still going relatively strong. And she was an amazing soul from what I could tell.

I wanna go ghost hunting. Its been a REALLY long time for me. And with all of the renewed interest in the paranormal locally and in my site, it makes it even worse.

That's about it for now, though. I'm seriously gonna try to post about Ophielia, Chairmen of the Board and my most recent beach trip ASAP but as for now, Shannon's huffing and puffing behind me now to try to annoy me into getting offline so I'm gonna give her her way.

Now that I've said something to assure she has something to bitch at me about (she would have found something anyway and I'm sure this part itself will get more bitching), I think I'm gonna go.

Oh yeah, one more thing. Am I stupid or is that lass from the OverStock.com commercials like the hottest thing in creation? I want her. And the one that's in the black bikini in that diet pill commercial. And the one in the Fahrenheit diet pill commercial.

I'm fielding questions for a podcast I am planning on starting in the next few weeks and on that podcast, I want to have some questions to answer 'on air'.

No question is silly or stupid. If you've ever wondered something about the unknown that you've never been able to grasp or find out, ask me!Even if you personally don't have a question that you don't know, you may post a suggestion for something to be discussed on the podcast.

But everyone who reads this, please post a comment with some sort of question or suggestion. Come up with a question for me as a simple favor if you must, just please help me out.

Also, please vote for me on the Top 100 Bloggers topsites list. There are two links to that site on this page. One is at the top near the title banner and the other is on the right under 'links'. Help a brotha out.

Saturday, October 15, 2005

I haven't got a lot of time to post right now because I have to hurry and get ready. Tonight, I'm going to go see Chairmen of the Board.For those of you who don't know who they are, they're one of the greatest groups still around today. They're a beach music / oldies band and they're great!They've even done songs with punk legend Joey Ramone before his death!

I spoke to a local DJ today and he said they were one of the greatest live bands he's ever seen so I'm pretty thrilled. He also told me to call back tomorrow afternoon and let him know how it was so... Yeah. I have a pathetic life so I like to think of it as me being interviewed, lol.

I hope to have some pictures and a review on my next post (perhaps some audio clips, too).

If you've never heard of them before, though, go download "Give Me Just A Little More Time". It's pretty short so it'll be a small file.

Tuesday, October 11, 2005

As the title of this post dictates, I've got to get out of my town. We now have a shop for skaters and I'm about to find bitches and just start punching them.I can tolerate everyone in my town from the rednecks to the thugs to the hillbillies, the wiggas, the pig fuckers, the Bible thumpers, the neo-Nazis, the Klansmen to the fuckin' coke fiends.

What I cannot tolerate is skater cunts. Back in high school, I dated a few girls who had a few friends who were skater cunts and they were always around me and talking to me and shit and I'll always just be screaming inside my own head "SHUT THE FUCK UP!!"Most of them became skater cunts or girlfriends of skater cunts and a few of my guy friends became skater cunts (luckily none of my close friends). This isn't why I dislike the skater cunts, though.I dislike skater cunts for who they are as individuals. They go around listening to their pop punk all day and claiming to be super Punk but you could be like "So think Sid killed that bitch?" and they'd be like "Who's Sid?"Now if you don't know what I'm talking about, that's fine. As long as you don't claim to know shit about being punk or even listening to punk then you have no need to know what I'm talking about.

But they sit around listening to fucking Sum 41 and fucking Blink-182 (which isn't a totally horrible band, but they're nowhere near punk) and shit like that and then they just watch 'Viva La Bam' and jerk off. Then they all try to deny that their parents are richer than all hell and that they get anything they want if they whine like toddlers to them, only to try to act like they're 'cool' when their friends get around knowing that they're almost adults, but still up their mommy's ass.I don't mind rich people. I have rich friends (a few of them anyways lol) and they're cool as shit.What I don't like is fake people. Bitches who claim one thing while the other is so clearly reality. In other words, posers. Ya know... The same sort of people they claim to hate.

Just to sum up, I don't like skater cunts and if the slightest opportunity and a just cause came to light, I would beat the shit out of many of them.

Now I'm sure there are a few skaters out there who hang out with people as I described them above and aren't like them in reality. Hell, I can think of at least one right off hand. His name is Phillip and he used to (and probably still does) date a former 'close friend' of mine.But most of 'em are cunts. And there's only one thing to do with cunts... Fuck 'em.

And with that, I'll leave you with a few meaningful words from a song by Pantera... "Be yourself by yourself. Stay away from me!"

Sunday, October 09, 2005

He was murdered by Mark David Chapman on December 8, 1980. This December will mark 25 years since his murder.

John Lennon meant a hell of a lot more to people than any celebrity has ever meant (Elvis may be the one exception).

But I just wanted to write something to let you all know that today is his birthday. He's one of my biggest heroes and one of the greatest people to ever live.

For a site dedicated to him, click here. Read the quotes. They're probably the best part.

I'll leave you all with the lyrics of some of my favorite songs by him.

-=The PrynceImagineImagine there's no heaven,It's easy if you try,No hell below us,Above us only sky,Imagine all the peopleliving for today...

Imagine there's no countries,It isn't hard to do,Nothing to kill or die for,No religion too,Imagine all the peopleliving life in peace...

Imagine no possessions,I wonder if you can,No need for greed or hunger,A brotherhood of man,Imagine all the peopleSharing all the world...

You may say I'm a dreamer,but I'm not the only one,I hope some day you'll join us,And the world will live as one.

God

God is a concept,By which we can measure,Our pain,I'll say it again,God is a concept,By which we can measure,Our pain,I don't believe in magic,I don't believe in I-ching,I don't believe in bible,I don't believe in tarot,I don't believe in Hitler,I don't believe in Jesus,I don't believe in Kennedy,I don't believe in Buddha,I don't believe in mantra,I don't believe in Gita,I don't believe in yoga,I don't believe in kings,I don't believe in Elvis,I don't believe in Zimmerman,I don't believe in Beatles,I just believe in me,Yoko and me,And that's reality.The dream is over,What can I say?The dream is over,Yesterday,I was dreamweaver,But now I'm reborn,I was the walrus,But now I'm John,And so dear friends,You just have to carry on,The dream is over.

Working Class Hero

As soon as your born they make you feel small,By giving you no time instead of it all,Till the pain is so big you feel nothing at all,A working class hero is something to be,A working class hero is something to be.They hurt you at home and they hit you at school,They hate you if you're clever and they despise a fool,Till you're so fucking crazy you can't follow their rules,A working class hero is something to be,A working class hero is something to be.When they've tortured and scared you for twenty odd years,Then they expect you to pick a career,When you can't really function you're so full of fear,A working class hero is something to be,A working class hero is something to be.Keep you doped with religion and sex and TV,And you think you're so clever and classless and free,But you're still fucking peasants as far as I can see,A working class hero is something to be,A working class hero is something to be.There's room at the top they are telling you still,But first you must learn how to smile as you kill,If you want to be like the folks on the hill,A working class hero is something to be.A working class hero is something to be.If you want to be a hero well just follow me,If you want to be a hero well just follow me.

Saturday, October 08, 2005

I'm counting on every one of my friends to repost this. Please do it. You guys are always reposting stupid things that don't matter. This is so important. Do the right thing. Even if you don't have kids.

BEFORE YOU SKIP THIS, LOOK AT THE KID. DO IT AGAIN. NOW TRY NOT TO REPOST. IT TAKES 10 SECONDS. SOMEONE MISSES HIM & HE PROBABLY WANTS TO BE HOME. DO SOMETHING GOOD.

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And as a separate favor, please go to One.Org and join the non-partisan One Campaign (its free!) to help fight poverty and the war on AIDS.

Please do this in addition to the thing above if for no reason than liking U2 or Pearl Jam (they stand behind this campaign).

Wednesday, October 05, 2005

Is it getting better?Or do you feel the same?Will it make it easier on you now?You got someone to blameYou say

One loveOne lifeWhen it's one needIn the nightOne loveWe get to share itLeaves you baby if youDon't care for it

Did I disappoint you?Or leave a bad taste in your mouth?You act like you never had loveAnd you want me to go withoutWell it's

Too lateTonightTo drag the past out into the lightWe're one, but we're not the sameWe get toCarry each otherCarry each otherOne

Have you come here for forgiveness?Have you come to raise the dead?Have you come here to play Jesus?To the lepers in your head

Did I ask too much?More than a lot.You gave me nothing,Now it's all I gotWe're oneBut we're not the sameWell weHurt each otherThen we do it againYou sayLove is a templeLove a higher lawLove is a templeLove the higher lawYou ask me to enterBut then you make me crawlAnd I can't be holding onTo what you gotWhen all you got is hurt

One loveOne bloodOne lifeYou got to do what you shouldOne lifeWith each otherSistersBrothersOne lifeBut we're not the sameWe get toCarry each otherCarry each other

Monday, October 03, 2005

Good things are gonna be on TV at the same time.WWE Raw is going back to USA and it's coming on at like 8PM and it's gonna be 3 hours.There's gonna be a live UFC fight on Spike TV at either 8 or 9.The Panthers are gonna be on Monday Night Football against the Packers which also starts at 8 or 9.And there's a movie that actually seems to be watchable that's gonna be on Lifetime.

Bet if I had a life, I wouldn't have these problems. lol.

I'm gonna be watching Raw mostly, though. All sorts of old school superstars are gonna be there. Foley's gonna be in Piper's Pit, even. Plus Jimmy "Superfly" Snuka is gonna be there along with people like Harley Race, Greg Valentine, Jimmy Hart, "Hacksaw" Jim Dugan, and others.Also, there are gonna be a few returns including "Stone Cold" Steve Austin, HHH (Raw must have a new tour scheduled called 'Raw's Return to Dullness'... Cunts), and Hulk Hogan (and if there is a deity in this universe, he won't wrestle or be involved in any story lines).Its also rumored that The Rock may appear, but I'm kinda hoping against it.And to top it all off, WWE will announce that Owen Hart is not dead, nor is Brian Pillman or Andy Kaufman, the later of whom will set Jerry "The King" Lawler on fire and then punch a woman/Jonathan Coachman. Ok, so none of that shit's true but... C'mon!

But there is at least one match that may be cool. Shawn Michaels and Kurt Angle in a 30 minute Iron Man match. I doubt it will be to the caliber of Michaels/Hart's Iron Man match, but it has potential.John Cena has a match against Eric Bischoff, too. That should be nice and lame. I'm sick of WWE pretending that Eric Bischoff isn't a fuckin' champion kickboxer, 'cause he IS!

UNC won their game against Utah on Saturday. Tarheels fuckin' own.

And lastly, The Patriots went down in flames to the Chargers and Drew Brees and L.T. Patriots suck.My prediction... Colts will win the AFC championship this year.

And with that, I shall end what is no doubt one of the most boring posts I've done in a while.

Saturday, October 01, 2005

I think I'll start this short post (I plan for it to be very short, anyways) with the mention of my first movie release.It's a really short film... In fact, it's as though a short film and a mini film got together and had a baby and it turned out to be a midget. In other words, its really short.

You can get the movie in a few ways. If you have a program to view/listen to podcasts or any other sort of RSS or XML aggregator such as Doppler or FeedDemon, you can point a new feed to http://feeds.feedburner.com/prynce-podcast.If you use an online aggregator such as BlogLines or Yahoo's new reader, you can just click that link up there and then click on the image for your specific online aggregator or newsreader and then you will be able to see it from there.

But if you don't use RSS/XML or podcasting software, you can just download it like you would any other file.For those of you on a really slow connection that don't have the time to download the file (its only a couple of megabytes), then you can click here to get the movie in a zip file. This version of the file is under one megabyte.If you don't care much about speed (either you just don't care or you have cable/DSL/T1/T3/etc.) and want to be able to view the movie without having to unzip it, you can just click here and you can download the uncompressed file.

So watch it, folks. Let me know what you think. If you thought it sucked, tell me. If you thought it was cool, tell me. If you thought it was pretty stupid, without a point, and a waste of time, then you're right on cue. Tell me so.

I also wanted to add a little something about mortality as it has been on my mind lately.

Dig, in May of this year, my grandmother who basically raised me, died (or was murdered via negligence) in a nursing home. It didn't hurt me too badly, though, as she had suffered from Alzheimer's and Parkinson's among other things for some years and she hadn't been herself in a long time.

Then a couple of weeks ago, this guy whom I only sort of knew back in about 6th grade died. Last I remember of him was in 6th grade graduation. My last name was 'Cox' and his was 'Covington' so we were right beside each other apart from this one girl being in between us. I can't say that I ever as much as spoke to the guy but he was pretty funny sometimes and I remember being entertained by him. He also reminded my of ODB (Old Dirty Bastard) so he really stuck in my mind.But a few weeks ago, Shannon's dad (he's a cop) was telling us about some guys getting shot at a club and that one of them was bad off and in the hospital. He told me his name but it rang no bells, 'cause I never really knew him well by his real name. A few days later, though, her dad said they 'pulled the plug' on him.It wasn't until a few days later when I looked at the local newspaper and saw that his nickname was 'Squeaky' until I realized who he was.

Then not even a week ago, a guy that Shannon knew and that we both went to high school with was killed in a car crash. I don't think we ever even exchanged as much as a single word and I'm almost unsure if I ever even saw him before, but it still kind of affected me.

Then just a day or two ago, Shannon's dad told us about a guy committing suicide who lived about 5 miles from my house. I found out today that he was 17 and apparently, Shannon's brother knew him. I'm not sure if I ever saw the guy or not, though. I may have graduated before he reached high school. But this affected me, too. Not only did he live relatively close to me, but he clearly was depressed from what I've heard and I have thought about suicide many times and made a few (though seemingly half-ass) attempts. Plus he was so young. Its sticking with me, too.

Then there's the famous people who have died. A great young comedian named Mitch Hedgeburg(SP?) died. Not to mention Bob Denver (Gilligan, Maynard G.) and most recently Don Adams (Maxwell Smart, Inspector Gadget).

I dunno exactly why I'm posting about this. I guess I'm just trying to get it all off of my mind. I'm one of these people who can't stop thinking about things like that especially when I'm alone. The thoughts just linger and get to me even if I didn't know the person.

But forgive my little 'spill', here. I just felt compelled to talk about it.

Time for bed, though. You people watch my movie and let me know what you think.